In Rapunzel’s remote tower of western fable, a king imprisons his daughter to keep her innocent of the world. While she longs for society, she busies herself with solitary preoccupations. 880 more words
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One of the cats, Leia, awoke me at the crack of dawn this morning. She didn’t know that today should be treated as a weekend day, and was up at the same time as usual, protesting about her food bowl not being filled with enough food, quickly enough. 1,297 more words
There’s a theory that a person’s emotional development stops at the age at which one starts taking drugs.
Maybe this same theory can be expounded upon to include the whole of a life halted in its development due to a variety of reasons, whether family dysfunction or other external factors – arrested in a paradigm much like Bill Murray’s character’s was in Groundhog Day, manoeuvring through the same damned day until he finally gets it right, gets to move on to the next step, and the next, and so on. 704 more words